All Stars Freestyle CKENT (Ft. K$upreme & Lil Yachty)

[Verse 1: K$upreme]
Finna make it rumble
Glock 40 make a nigga stumble
Choppa choppa make a nigga crumble
30 clip make a nigga fumble
Hollow tip make a nigga tumble
Big shit all on my hip
Pack came in so we takin' trips
Hit a lick on a silly bitch
I'm on papers
So I can't fuck with no snitch
I dont fuck with 12
Im not going back to jail, I'd rather be in hell
But I'm on life with my gang
And fuck nigga you can't hang
Finna buy rain why these nigga's so strange
We came up with em' as playin'
Dirty dance with the bands its coming, its in my hands
I don't have to fuck with the pots and the pans
New Benjamin

[Verse 2: Ckent]
Blue [?]
Off the ashes, don't close to Off the acid, she don't smoke sativa
She fuck with she know Ckent
Cuz my new shit hot and I'm whipping' the bimmer
Ain't mad at her either
Cooking my reefer
I fuckin' did we ain't doing no sleeping
She on the line so I pass to my gang they catching' them dimes
They in love with the rhymes, we loving' the grind
Easy life alley ooh
She slobbin on knobs
We the new bitches mafia squad [?] squad
Toolin' the dogs with all my dogs
What the vintage [?What the vintage YSL cost? What the Nudies cost? cost, what the nudies cost
Its the deal we can't take a loss
My whole team the boss
Every day I like to floss and I don't check the cost
Im getting it all, I'm running so hard I'm praying to God
And don't check my car
The cops be hating they know I'm a star
I jumped out my car and light me up a big ass cigar
They see starts on my feet aim for the moon and the stars